"Murphy, you're tired too, right?" Rebecca looked at the sweaty Murphy.
Carrying a person in the desert, even though Murphy's stamina was extraordinary, it was impossible for him not to be tired.
"It's okay. I can keep going."
Puff —
Suddenly, blood blossomed from Murphy's left thigh.
Another sniper!
"Ah!" Murphy cried out in pain.
Rebecca's expression became even more serious. She pressed Murphy's body onto the ground.
She could already see the mafia approaching from afar.
What should she do? What should she do?
This was the first time Rebecca was at a loss.
There was nowhere to hide and Murphy was injured.
Leave him behind? Rebecca couldn't do that.
In the past, she never had feelings for anyone.
But once she did, she would do anything without caring about her own safety.
In the end, this battle ended with her loss.
This was because she could no longer kill people without any worries like she did in the past.
Even if she couldn't kill people, she could run if she couldn't win.
…
"Mr. Chen, I'm at the end of the North Coast Beach road." Francis looked at the figure in the sand.
Once he was discovered, he would immediately turn around and run.
"Your man and the female assassin are in danger." Francis told him everything he had seen.
He was very nervous. These people were all mafia. He could tell from their clothes and behavior.
In America, the mafia was undoubtedly the last person to mess with.
Suddenly, the car shook violently.
Francis's head hit the steering wheel. Then the airbag popped out and bounced Francis back.
In a daze, Francis felt himself being dragged out of the car.
Then, a stinky liquid was poured on his face.
Francis woke up.
Black suit, white gloves, gentleman's hat …
Francis shuddered.
"I noticed someone was following us."
"Is it that woman's accomplice?"
"Hey, who are you?"
Francis couldn't care about the pain anymore. He quickly covered his head.
"Don't kill me … Don't kill me … I'm a reporter, I'm a reporter …"
"Reporter? The gang leader frowned.
He was an enforcer of the mafia. He worked directly for the leader and only listened to the leader's orders.
Although they themselves were lawbreakers, they still called themselves law enforcers.
Usually, if there were any enemies or traitors in the family, the enforcers would lead a team to deal with them.
The organizational structure of the party was mostly based on the structure of the family, and the patriarch was the supreme existence.
Of course, there were also mafia bosses who were bosses or 'fathers'.
The second was the advisor, who could be considered as the personal assistant of the patriarch and had great authority.
Then there was the secondary patriarch, which was usually held by the patriarch's brother or wife.
Next were the commanders and soldiers.
One of the subordinates moved closer to the law enforcer. "I found a camera in his car. I checked the contents. He seems to be following that woman."
The enforcer picked up the camera and checked the content inside. "Why are you following that woman?"
"Someone hired me." Francis didn't plan on helping him hide it now.
Since he was about to lose his life, there was no point in hiding anymore.
Moreover, he was forced to do this job.
Francis forced himself to calm down and said, "I'm not following the woman. I'm following the man. I know nothing about you, and I won't tell anyone about this."
Right now, he only hoped that Chen Zhao's reinforcements would arrive soon.
Otherwise, these vicious mafias wouldn't let him live at all.
"You're lying!" The enforcer suddenly grabbed Francis' collar in anger.
"No … I didn't … I really didn't," Francis cried out hurriedly.
Actually, the enforcer was just bluffing Francis.
Just then, the people in the desert came out, dragging Rebecca and Murphy out.
Both of them were thrown in front of Francis.
Seeing Rebecca, the enforcer went up and kicked her hard.
This woman had brought him too much trouble.
She'd also caused him too many casualties.
Rebecca was covered in cuts and bruises. It was a tragic sight.
"Tell me, who is he?" the enforcer asked, pointing at Francis.
Rebecca saw Francis on the ground, who was connected to her in the same situation.
"I don't know him."
In fact, Rebecca really didn't know Francis.
She was even more confused. She didn't understand what these mafias meant.
"Why is he following and filming you?"
Rebecca suddenly remembered that someone had been following and filming her yesterday.
So it was this man.
But Rebecca really didn't understand.
"Boss, what should we do with this woman?"
"Wait, I'll call the chief," the enforcer said.
Of course, he wanted to kill Rebecca right now.
He knew how dangerous this woman was.
If she was transported to New York, it would be very troublesome.
Who knew if something would happen to her on the way.
Before this, there had been many records of her being captured.
But every time, she found an opportunity and escaped.
After so many years, almost a hundred people had died in her hands.
To be honest, even as a mafias, he felt how terrifying this woman was.
"Hey, chief, we caught that woman. I'm asking you how to deal with her."
"Kill her. I'm tired of this long and trivial hunting. I don't want any more accidents this time."
"Yes, I understand." The enforcer finally smiled.
After the Enforcer hung up the phone, he pulled out a cold pistol from behind his back, walked in front of Rebecca, and pointed it at her head.
Rebecca had completely lost all hope. This time, she couldn't fight back. She didn't have any chance.
These gangsters had learned to be more obedient after fighting with her over and over again.
They didn't give her any chance at all.
"No! Don't hurt Rebecca. If you want to kill someone, kill me. "Murphy struggled and tried to rush over to save Rebecca.
Bang —
Blood blossomed on Murphy's chest.
When Rebecca saw Murphy on the ground, she struggled to get up as well.
But the two mafias behind her hit the back of Rebecca's head with their gun butts.
Rebecca fell to the ground, and the Enforcer pointed his gun at Rebecca's head.
"Do you have any last words?"
Rebecca looked at Murphy in pain. "Murphy, I'm sorry …"
Looking at Rebecca weakly, Murphy smiled miserably. "The boss will come to save us … He will. Don't be afraid … The boss will come."
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